Zhan Qinglong had heard of many of the things his uncle Zhan Cangqiong did during his lifetime, including some of the people his uncle had friends with. Zhan Qinglong had also heard of it more or less. He had also advised his uncle to be more upright.
To make friends, you need to know each other's face clearly, but every time my uncle always agreed on the surface, but then he still went his own way.
Zhan Qinglong has lost count of how many bad things his uncle has done over the years. If it had been anyone else, he would have taken action to get rid of this evil guy, but after all, he was raised by his uncle.
, if you really want him to kill his relatives out of justice, he simply can't do this.
Since the other party wanted to show off, Zhan Qinglong didn't ask any questions and followed the two Russian men into a black car.
On the way, the few people in the car didn't communicate at all. Zhan Qinglong wrinkled his nose slightly. He really couldn't stand the three big Russian men in the car, including the two who stopped him at the airport gate.
of perfume.
After almost two hours, the car drove to a city edge in the opposite direction to the airport. This city edge was surrounded by old buildings. The old building with cement walls had a history of at least thirty years.
The car parked downstairs of one of the buildings. This kind of building has no fixed community, and there is no so-called property management. Downstairs and on both sides of the road between the buildings are a mess, surrounded by trash cans.
Countless black flies landed on it or buzzed around.
Zhan Qinglong followed the two big Russian men and knocked on the door of a house on the second floor. The door opened quickly. Standing at the door was a very tall Russian man. He glanced at the two big men with Zhan Qinglong and then said
He glanced at Zhan Qinglong and said, "Come in quickly, the boss is waiting inside."
Zhan Qinglong walked in, and there was a man sitting on the sofa. He was speaking on the phone in Russian, with a gloomy face. He was listening to the other party, and then suddenly he cursed twice emotionally at the phone, which was normal.
He threw his phone on the sofa and looked up to see Zhan Qinglong walking in. The expression on his face suddenly lit up.
"Brother Zhan, you are here!"
The man on the sofa is none other than Tarik III, the head of the Takri family, one of the three forces that Russia has secretly hidden in Harbin until now.
Tariq III stood up enthusiastically. This middle-aged man, who was usually arrogant and tough, now had a smile on his face that was as enthusiastic as possible.
"Who are you?" Zhan Qinglong asked with a slight frown without taking the hand handed over by Tariq III.
"Tariq III, your uncle and senior Zhan and I used to be business partners. I often heard him talk about you. Today I finally have the opportunity to get to know you, a young talent. No, he should be a young hero.
, admire, admire..."
After Tariq III finished speaking, he took the initiative to hold Zhan Qinglong's hand and shook it. He stepped aside and said: "Zhan Hero, sit inside quickly... don't be stunned, hurry up and serve tea!"
Zhan Qinglong was not polite and sat on the sofa. A big Russian man quickly brought cold and hot tea over.
Thackeray III smiled and said: "War hero, you must be wondering how I know your whereabouts. I might as well tell you that it was your distant cousin in Jiangnan Tea House who contacted me. You don't want to
I misunderstood him, he just wanted to bring us together to get to know each other and cooperate. We both have the same enemies and can easily become good friends."
Zhan Qinglong didn't find it strange at all to hear that it was his distant cousin who worked in his teahouse who was in private contact with the sinister-faced Russian man in front of him. His distant cousin was a confidant of his uncle during his lifetime. After his uncle died, his cousin
My uncle has always hoped that he could avenge his uncle.
"Common enemy? You know that my enemy is Lin Kun, and you and Lin Kun also have issues?" Zhan Qinglong asked calmly.
"Of course I know. I express my condolences for the death of your uncle. He was also a hero during his lifetime. We have cooperated many times. It was a win-win situation every time. We have become good friends because of this. Your uncle is not here now.
"I've lost a friend and a business partner." Tariq III's actor attributes are quite high, and he has a sad look on his face.
This kind of trick is easy to deceive a three-year-old child, but it is too low-level for an operator like Zhan Qinglong who has seen big scenes and received strict training in the army.
Zhan Qinglong didn't expose it, and the expression on his face was still serious, and said: "I wonder what kind of business you are doing with me?"
"I, we..."
Tariq III smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he was quickly thinking about how to tell this lie. He had also heard from Zhan Cangqiong in the past that his nephew's righteousness was too strong, and if he let
He knew that if he started to get involved in the drug trade in recent years, even if he was his biological uncle, he might have his relatives exterminated out of justice.
Tariq III put down his tea cup, smiled and said: "What we are doing is the rice and flour business. We sell the rice and flour from our country to you, China."
Zhan Cangqiong naturally didn't believe the reason given by Takli III, but he didn't expose it and asked, but continued: "Can you tell me what's the conflict between you and Lin Kun?"
"As soon as that man surnamed Lin came to Heihe Province, he contacted some local big guys and was xenophobic about our foreign strength. As long as he is here, our chances of making a fortune will be less and less, so I have to deal with him
!" Tariq III clenched his fists and looked like he was gritting his teeth.
"Just because the business is not going well, you are going to kill someone?" Zhan Qinglong asked.
"War hero, you don't know how many mouths I have waiting for me to feed. If my business is finished, my brothers will have no food to eat, and my own wife and children will have no food to eat. Isn't there an old saying in China?
, Man dies for wealth and birds die for food, this is the situation I am in now.”
As Tariq III spoke, he observed the expression on Zhan Qinglong's face, but he felt more and more that this young man was really not simple. There was no clue about it on his face.
Zhan Qinglong pondered for a moment, and Tariq III continued to add insult to injury: "I know that Zhan Yingxiong was raised by your uncle. Your uncle was a righteous man, but he was killed by the man named Lin. This revenge must be avenged no matter what.
, Although I have some little brothers under my command, they are no match for Lin. Let’s do this. If you don’t mind, War Hero, I have a way to get the best of both worlds..."
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